"Hmm, alright, come over and have a taste." Jiang Baizhou softly invited, turning to the kitchen to bring two plates of food and rice to the table.
Cen Jin stood by the table, looking at the two dishes, which seemed quite good, and nodded satisfactorily, "They look good, but I wonder how they taste. Have you tried it?"
"No," Jiang Baizhou approached and handed her the chopsticks, "Try it yourself."
Cen Jin took the chopsticks, eyeing him somewhat skeptically, casting a sidelong glance at the food on the table, "Are you sure it's edible?"
Hearing this, Jiang Baizhou couldn't help but laugh in exasperation, looking at her helplessly, "You're hurting my feelings! After all, I spent over half an hour making this."
